A panel appeared in Liu Zhenhua's mind.

[Name: Liu Zhenhua.] 】

[Prestige: 0.] 】

[Current number of faction personnel: 11 (refreshed in the early morning of the day.] 】

[Current prestige meal: a bowl of white porridge, a plate of mustard/day/person (refreshed in the early morning every day), each serving can provide a little prestige, and the tableware will disappear after eating (prestige required for upgrade is 1000). 】

[Current maximum amount that can be granted: 50 (reputation required for leveling: 200).] 】

"You know, this crossing is inseparable from the post."

The role of the system is also very simple, exactly the same as the original post, it can distribute white porridge and mustard to the workers every day, but the initial amount of distribution is one meal per person per day.

The ten tenants of the Ren family in front of him were counted as subordinates by the system, and even Liu Zhenhua himself was counted as subordinates by the system, and as for that prestige, it could be obtained by consuming the prestige meal.

The prestige obtained can be purchased in the mall, and there are a variety of items in the mall, only Liu Zhenhua can't think of it, and there is no mall that can't be bought.

Or use it to upgrade the Fame Meal and the current maximum number of grants to gain more Fame.

Liu Zhenhua took a look, and the prestige meal in the next stage is still white porridge and mustard, but it has become two meals a day, and then three meals, and there are better packages.

I don't know how these ancients would react when they saw modern eating.

But that requires a lot of prestige.

As for the current upper limit of the number of distributions, this must be upgraded.

For example, he has a hundred subordinates, but he can only distribute fifty prestige meals, which will limit the speed at which Liu Zhenhua can gain prestige.

The smile on the corner of Liu Zhenhua's mouth was enlarged, and with the golden finger, he had the confidence to make some achievements in this troubled world.

The ten people of the Ren family around looked at Liu Zhenhua, whose eyes were not focused, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at each other one by one, Liu Tou, what is wrong.

"Big brother, Liu Tou won't be stupid because of me, right?"

Ren Hongli scratched his head, he was very worried in his heart, although Liu Tou was a servant, but he usually would not beat and scold them, he was very good to their Ren family, and occasionally had other food, and they would be brought into the village.

"You still have the face to say, you don't have some brains, you dare to say anything," Ren Zhuo Zhuo pushed Ren Hongli aside angrily, and then shouted at Liu Zhenhua in a low voice.

"Liu Tou'er, Liu Tou?"

Liu Zhenhua, who was crookedly dominating the world, heard someone calling him, and came back to his senses.

"Are you alright?"

Ren Zhuo asked with a concerned face.

"It's out of the way, I was thinking about something just now, I was distracted," Liu Zhenhua shook his head, and then pointed to the rice bucket on the ground, "We don't eat these things." ”

He kicked the rice bucket on the ground to the ground, and the dirt flowed out of the rice bucket like flowing mud, and the pigs didn't eat it.

Liu Zhenhua raised his eyes and looked at the surrounding Laofu, and many people were full of sorrows.

The surrounding officers didn't say much when they saw Liu Zhenhua's actions, after all, everyone was at the same level, and no one could control anyone.

"Then what are we going to eat, Liu Tou."

Touching his stomach, Ren Hongli couldn't help but ask, he is the largest among the eleven people, even if he drinks water and gruel on weekdays, he has to drink five large bowls, and he is hungry if he doesn't eat a meal.

The nine people around were also concerned about this problem, they didn't have enough to eat yesterday, only some water porridge went down to their stomachs, and they were hungry in less than half an hour after eating.

If you can't eat today, I'm afraid that the next day I'm going to fall to the ground and faint if I don't walk.

"When it's done, come home with me in the evening, and I'll solve the problem of eating for you," Liu Zhenhua patted the shoulder of Ren Zhuo in front of him, revealing unprecedented confidence and calmness between his words.

At this time, he has eleven servings of white porridge and eleven servings of mustard in his hand, and the white porridge given by the system must be full of portions, and he can still eat enough with some water, and he has food in his hand, so he is not panicked.

Ren Zhuo Zhuo was the most clever, he felt the changes in Liu Zhenhua, and he didn't know how Liu Zhenhua would get food, what kind of food he would get, although he was puzzled, but he didn't ask.

Grabbing Ren Hongli, who still wanted to say something, Ren Zhuo Zhuo arched his hand to Liu Zhenhua and said, "Thank you Liu Tou." ”

Liu Zhenhua smiled and waved his hand, "Go to work, don't be too sincere, just pretend to be fooled." ”

Hundreds of laborers repaired the city wall for a full week, but the city wall was not repaired yet, and the overseer did not say much, so it can be seen that this project is most likely to fool people and facilitate the fishing of oil and water.

Everyone nodded and watched Liu Zhenhua return to the overseer's shed.

"Big brother, why don't you let me ask, I have to know what Liu Tou is going to do."

Ren Hongli couldn't help but ask, just now he wanted to continue to ask, but was stopped by Ren Zhuoyue.

"If you don't say you're stupid, you listen to your father teach you the way you speak every day, but you never want to say anything, you just know how to imitate step by step."

Ren Zhuo hammered Ren Hongli's chest and counted at him, "No matter what Liu Tou says, we just have to believe it, if Liu Tou is just a comforting word, wouldn't it be difficult for Liu Tou to ask it." ”

"There's no food, and I'm trying to figure out a way at night."

"I've learned everything my dad taught me, so you can't blame me, I'm just curious."

When he was a child, his father always told him that he should not say 'me' on weekdays, but 'I', and add "I have a plan" when talking about ideas, so that he seems to have read books, has literary popularity, and appears smart.

He often heard things like this when he was a child, but he didn't know why, but his father never said such things when he grew up.

Maybe it was when he was taller than his eldest brother, darker and stronger.

Seeing that the people around him were all clear, Ren Hongli was embarrassed to ask even if he had doubts.

Ren Zhuo knocked on the broken bricks on the edge of the city wall, constantly thinking about Liu Zhenhua's appearance.

"What will Young Master Liu get to eat?"

They once learned about Liu Tou'er's life experience when they chatted, Master Liu died early, and the Liu family has been down, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, Liu Zhenhua grew up relying on the Liu family's family business, but he didn't make any money, and he just sat and ate empty, but because of this, they always laughed at Master Liu Zhenhua in private.

On weekdays, Liu Zhenhua is not thin on their Ren family, and occasionally takes out some food to help them.

At present, the government can't count on it, Liu Zhenhua's food and salary have not been paid, and they have no wages, so what else can Liu Zhenhua come up with?

"If the young master still can't think of a way out at night, he will find a way to persuade the young master to find another way."

Since childhood, their father Ren Mingyi has taught them to repay their kindness.

The Liu family has a great favor to the Ren family, and now that the Liu family is down, Liu Zhenhua is the only seedling of the Liu family, they naturally will not abandon Liu Zhenhua.

......

Liu Zhenhua paced in the kitchen of Liu's house.

He wondered how to explain where the porridge and mustard came from.

After all, the current Liu family is poor and white, and this land is not valuable.

"Why don't you give yourself a reasonable title, and directly show your ability to summon white porridge and mustard."

He thought of Zhang Jiao of the Han Dynasty, who was known as the "Great Sage and Good Teacher" just by being able to make runes for healing, and pulled up a million Yellow Turban Army.

And he can solve the problem of countless people's food and clothing to change white porridge and mustard, and he can also conjure up many portions at a time, wouldn't he be directly worshiped as a god, wouldn't it be easy to pull out a team with this name.

Rather than making people wonder where the food came from in the future, it is better to make it public at the beginning.

"What should I call it?"

Liu Zhenhua thought that this was a fairy-like means that could change food.

The people regard food as the sky, and what god is in charge of the food in the world, it must be the god of the north.

Two words suddenly came to Liu Zhenhua's mind.

"Stove God!"

His eyes lit up, the most common in the north are the god of the stove and the god of the door, isn't the former in charge of the people's diet.

"That's it."

Liu Zhenhua made a decision.

In summer, the days are longer and the nights are shorter, and the evenings are slightly cooler.

Out of the north gate of Tianjin City, ten miles away, came to the Liu family's house, the sky was almost dark.

Following Liu Zhenhua to the kitchen in the backyard, Liu Zhenhua took the lead in pushing the door in, and then closed the kitchen door.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what Liu Zhenhua had prepared.

After a long time, the kitchen door slowly opened and opened, and Liu Zhenhua stood at the door and said, "Come in." ”

Everyone glanced at each other, and then walked into the kitchen one after another, Liu Zhenhua stood at the door and looked left and right, and then closed the door.

In the center of the room was a table covered with a cloth, and the stove on one side and the rice bowl on the other looked like they hadn't been touched for a long time.

Someone twitched his nose and seemed to smell something.

"It's so fragrant, what a smell of rice porridge," someone whispered.

"It smells like pickles."

Someone sniffed it.

Ren Zhuozhuo's face changed, such a fragrant white porridge taste, if they weren't familiar with Liu Zhenhua, they would have suspected that this was a severed head meal, after all, I heard that a big meal would be eaten when I was on the road in prison, and how did this white porridge taste come about now.

Before he had time to think about it, Liu Zhenhua lifted the white cloth on the table with a smile on his face, revealing what was covered underneath......